January 1st, 1890
I am fortunate that my father seems more likely to indulge in my whims with each passing year. I might have had full access to his texts if not for my step-mother. I did, however, manage to acquire a book with a recipe seemingly designed to make a man unable to sire children.
I can see no use for it... yet.
Some of the ingredients are unfamiliar; I can only assume they have more modern names giving the age of the book itself.
Some of the ingredients are unfamiliar; I can only assume they have more modern names giving the age of the book itself.
Holly Scrimgeour

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